If He Had Been With Me Book Novels & Stories

He never did. Only now should I realize how unbelievably stupid I had been to even think of leaving him, to get angry at the truth. To imagine a life without Philip. I had not accomplished anything on my own; if he wasn't with me, I would've been somewhere on the streets looking for food just so my baby would be alive. But here I was, because of Philip. The door opened, and the man in question walked in. His appearance didn't seem like the meeting had gone horribly bad. It was as if he had actually had fun. There was a vivid light in his eyes, the ghost of a smile on his lips, and a lightness of himself.

RAVEN Despite my beating heart, I cupped his face, feeling those sparks course through me at our touch. "Then, I’m going to be right by your side. We are going to figure this out, I'm sure Grandma Amelia gave you that book for a reason." I said softly yet firmly, biting my lip when he grabbed my hips, yanking me against him. His eyes returned to normal as he frowned deeply. "You’re probably right." He said quietly. Letting go of me, he grabbed the book and was about to read it when he swore.

Maybe I was overthinking it, and this was just him. Why was I even stressing myself over it? I have stayed long enough with him to know this was his personality. He was just so Impossible to figure out. And yet, somehow earlier, I managed to sit in front of him, sharing my opinion over a damn book without fearing for my life. That should have been a victory, right? I glanced at the book again. When I asked if I could take it with me, he didn’t care to answer. He didn't even bother to spare a look before rolling himself out of the book-room.

His eyes trail me as I leave and head straight to the comfort of the room that has been assigned to me but I still cannot forget the book or the fact that he still had the picture That meant something, did it not? I think to myself.

Know not whether I was too, but I did. He had a plan, flights booked, and he requested me to go along with him. That request for me by his side wasn’t that affectionate. Though it was quite amiable and cheerful. I felt the warmth. That was the reason I had concurred with him. Even though I wanted to be with him. Yes. . . We were sitting alongside the pool mirroring each other. I purposely sat that way for I did not want to miss any chance to glance at him. “Sir….” A voice came from behind amidst we were having a casual convoy. What could we even do? it was a waiter who came to us with our respective orders placed.

He had this look of disappointment on his face and I felt bad but this wasn’t his problem, and I wasn’t going to involve him unless it was necessary and this is the moment I deemed it necessary. “Look, Adam, I know you are upset but this was my problem and I didn’t want to get involve and at the time this had started I was transitioning from the bookstore to your company. We weren’t together at the time and it wasn’t your problem to solve so I didn’t mention it.it to you.” He looked as if he was about to open his mouth and say something but had changed his mind and offered me a smile instead. Drowning down the last of our coffee, we heard that our plane was boarding so we quickly got up and

That’s the one thing we bonded over in our past. “No. It’s the opposite!” I hummed, my hips swaying with each step. “Books were alright, but it’s the company. It was decidedly lacking in….” I trailed off as I stepped into his space, peeking up at him from beneath my lashes. What was wrong with me? It’s the wine. I thought quietly.

I failed to keep count with our last encounter, but the understanding of the fact that it had been quite a very long time, made me understand his shock. "A long story. Can I get water please." He hesitated for a moment, his eyes scanning my entire body as he was still in disbelief. "Things happen to people. I guess it had always been who I am." I lied. I couldn't reveal to him about my ordeal with the book.

He was stubborn enough to come with me, but what was wrong with me? Why did I permit him to come with us? He was a normal human. I ignored the danger of a normal human being in a war. I thought I would protect him. I was overconfident. I was so careless to bring my bestie here with me. I am sorry, Daniel—I couldn't protect you. Why would you risk your life for me? The moment I found you dead, my heart ached. The moments with him started rolling in front of my eyes. The day I met him in college, he was an entertainer.

"I don't want to..." "Please." He looked at me. "I wouldn't give it to you if I didn't want to. Take it." I swallowed and held the book closer towards my chest. "Thank you." He gave me a small nod before returning to his work. I watched him for a second. Then I looked down at the medical book again. For the first time in a long time, I wasn't looking at it as something that reminded me of the life I had lost. I was looking at it as something that might show me where my life could go next.